Nobody Laughs on Boot Hill

There once was a miner

A forty niner

Well fifty one if truth be told

Who with shovel went digging for gold

Despite the desert sun

He felt a chill

For you see he was digging Enzo's grave on Boot Hill

Two gold rings is what he was after

To end his days as a penniless drifter

Tired of been a mister nobody

This will make him mister money

Then his shovel knocked on wood.

He dug as quickly as he could

Dig

Dig

Dig

Uncovering the coffin lid

With two hands

...bleeding

He pulled the lid off

Smell made him cough

...Revealing

Pure horror

Followed quickly by

Pure anger

No gold rings to be had from this body

Then he laughed

He's still a nobody

A nobody who found

No body

Unless a pigs corpse counts

He laughed two nobody's

Out in the desert sun

Both were bacon

Can't wait to tell 3gun.